Unsuitable

I noticed this rather churlish letter from the elaborately-coiffed Michael Cole, late of the BBC and Harrods, to the Guardian on Thursday.

The last time I saw a suit as creased as that worn by George Entwistle for his introduction as director general of the BBC (Report, 5 July), it was an Armani rag being worn by John Birt. I hope this sartorial faux pas does not portend a new onslaught of Stalinism at the White Lubyanka that is BBC HQ. At least there was a sober tie, an absence of designer stubble and a reassuringly northern name, so perhaps we shall see some Yorkshire common sense at the helm of an organisation where broken dreams have washed up in the wake of the diamond jubilee flotilla. 


Michael Cole BBC TV reporter 1968-88. 


Poor George had been kept out of sight by Trust heavies from just after first light on the 4th of July. His concealment was complete until the news of his elevation was emailed to staff by Lord Patten around 10.40am. Even if he'd brought a fresh whistle with him, getting to somewhere to change would have given the game away to lower-ranking operatives. And the heavies were Trusting no-one.